Unhappiness is a dangerous thing, like carbon monoxide. You don't smell it, you don't taste it, it's formless and colourless, but it poisons slowly. It seeps into every pore of your skin until one day your heart just stops beating.

Children expect their mothers to love them, no matter what. Those who don't get this tend to feel cheated the rest of their lives.

Let me tell you something: You can live in a broken home, you can play with a broken toy, but you cannot love with a broken heart.

The world exists on thousands of different levels and just because some are more tragic than others, it doesn't make them any more valid. You fall into that way of thinking and you become so overwhelmed by the world's suffering, you go mad.

I think women sign on for some ideal when they get married, and when they realise they haven't got anything close to what they want, they bury their disappointment.

Discontented women are like pressure cookers. The steam rises and one day they just reach boiling point.

Unhappiness is a dangerous thing, like carbon monoxide. You don't smell it, you don't taste it, it's formless and colourless, but it poisons slowly. It seeps into every pore of your skin until one day your heart just stops beating.